What do you mean by my awakened profession being Monster Hunter?

"You filthy lackeys of the underworld, remember to wash yourselves clean over there. Don't make me go through the trouble of cleaning you up before I can cook you," Qi Shi'an said casually.

Everyone was taken aback, their expressions turning strange. Had this person always been this brave?

"When we truly arrive, it will be the day the heavens and earth collapse!"

Another voice came, this time directly from the world connected by the passage. It was even more terrifying than before, carrying a chilling pressure that made everyone's hair stand on end.

Clearly, this was a terrifying being waiting on the other side of the passage, unable to descend in its true form. The more powerful the being, the more difficult it was to cross boundaries, but the power contained in that voice was enough to chill one to the bone.

"Alright, they've left," said an elder from the Heavenly God Academy.

On a distant mountain peak, an old and frail figure appeared. He raised his hand, and an invisible aura spread out. The Ten Realms Map transformed into a stream of light and flew into his palm, where he gently grasped it.

Everyone was stunned, realizing that it must be one of the most powerful beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, an unparalleled being who guarded this place.

"Well, don't overthink it. Don't talk nonsense about what you've seen and heard. We'll discuss everything when we return to the Heavenly God Academy," the white-robed elder said solemnly, looking around at everyone.

Then, a great figure performed a powerful technique here, activating a precious magic. A dazzling light shone in the void, and a golden road stretched out out of thin air, piercing through the boundless void and extending to countless miles away.

Chi!

On a distant mountain peak, the blurry figure shook the Ten Realms Map in his hand. The scroll hummed and emitted wisps of divine light, which blessed the golden road.

boom!

At this moment, the sky seemed to collapse and the earth to split open; the aura of historical destruction rushed in like a torrent, chilling everyone to the bone.

The golden road stretches endlessly, leading straight to the deepest part of this continent.

It should be noted that this landmass floats in the universe, appearing from afar like a solitary island, yet all the stars in the heavens revolve around it; it is so vast that it is comparable to a sea of ​​stars.

Now, a golden road stretches across such a vast distance. The spellcaster can transport people from one side of the starry sky to the other with a mere gesture. This method is truly astonishing.

"Let's go, things have changed, hurry and find your opportunity," the elder of the Heavenly God Academy urged.

Originally, this was just a trial, a life-or-death test. They weren't afraid of death, as long as the strongest few could survive.

This is a cruel selection process, like raising poisonous insects. Sooner or later, they will be led down this path. They need "variables," they need key figures who can turn the tide of the battle.

Because they know all too well how terrifying the enemy on the other side of the world is.

The previous era had already suffered a great defeat. If we continue to follow the old path in this life, even if we reach the most glorious moment, it will only be a repetition of the same mistakes, which will be meaningless.

In their view, this era needs a new path!

But where is the new path? Nobody knows, so all we can do is send these young people out to experience and discover the opportunities that may exist and are hidden within the ancient ruins.

Everyone ascended the golden road, enveloped in light as they sped forward. Time seemed to pass rapidly, and the illusion of the passage of time enveloped everyone, as if ten thousand years had passed.

Until a violent tremor, everyone fell from the golden road and landed in a vast ruin.

Chapter 251 Revisiting the Bone City

The group from the Heavenly God Academy had already entered the deepest part of the Immortal Battlefield. They were teleported here by the Golden Path; otherwise, they would have flown for several lifetimes before reaching this point.

Looking around, the ruins appear desolate and ancient.

The massive architectural ruins lie here, the dilapidated ancient walls covered with the marks of time, all the former glory and honor weeping silently among these broken walls and ruins.

The rubble was scattered all over the ground, stretching as far as the eye could see. What a prosperous scene it once was, now appeared so desolate.

This complex of buildings, which resembled a heavenly palace, was conquered and turned into ruins.

Even so, ancient symbols are still engraved on those remaining boulders, and they still emit strange fluctuations, which shows how terrifying and extraordinary they must have been when they were intact.

"The ultimate battlefield of immortals!" Princess Yaoyue exclaimed, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

Only a very few people know the inside story about this place.

This is a remnant of the great war of the previous era, said to hold unparalleled opportunities, but also accompanied by perilous dangers with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

"Here, there are opportunities, but also a death trap. Whether you choose to seize them is up to you." One of the elders even followed.

Once you get here, how many people will back down?

These young people are no ordinary people. They are the most talented geniuses in the world, having experienced many life-and-death trials. They know that if you want to gain something, you must pay the price.

Almost everyone chose to move forward. After learning some information from the elders, they all set off, their steps firm as they headed deeper into the ruins.

Finally, they climbed onto an ancient rooftop!

It was a dilapidated high platform. Legend has it that in its glorious past, those who climbed this platform could instantly become immortals, shed their mortal bodies, and attain the fruit of longevity!

Unfortunately, this ancient rooftop has long been destroyed, and now only half of it remains, dark and gloomy like a broken mountain, looking incredibly oppressive.

brush!

One figure after another disappeared from above, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

According to the elders and based on the experience of those who came before, this ruined platform will be sent to different places depending on each person's unique experience.

Some places hold incredible opportunities that can transform a person and help them soar to great heights; others are fraught with peril, where one may perish and never be found again.

Everything was unknown, and no one could predict where they would be sent.

Qi Shi'an looked at a young man next to Wang Xi. Although their appearances were different, their temperament was very similar to Shi Hao's.

Qi Shi'an transmitted his thoughts telepathically and suddenly said, "Hey, aren't you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? I roam freely between heaven and earth, there's nothing I'm afraid of." Shi Hao rolled his eyes.

"I'll send you to some godforsaken place where there's no one to reason with." Qi Shi'an grinned, with a hint of nonchalance.

"My fists speak for themselves, who dares to talk to me?" After saying this, Shi Hao stepped onto the high platform and disappeared in an instant.

Qi Shi'an shrugged and muttered, "This kid is even more arrogant than me."

After saying that, he also climbed onto the high platform, and his body began to blur, as if it were being decomposed, turning into leaf after leaf that fell down, or like rain of light falling, each drop of light bearing his image.

He could clearly feel every part of himself decomposing, turning into particles, each one glowing, crystal clear, like miniature stars.

The soul also decomposes, drifts, and ripples.

He felt as if he had left his original world and fallen into an indescribable chaos.

The feeling was like reincarnation, or like being reborn, crossing the boundary between life and death.

In his bewilderment, Qi Shi'an saw a river, where the years flowed on and on, time roared and surged, waves crashing in from afar, carrying countless fragmented images as they rushed forward one after another.

It was a torrent formed by fragments of time, each drop of water a moment, each wave an era.

Waves crash against the empty riverbank, and the splashing water droplets reflect the microcosms of different eras. Fragments of endless years intertwine, collide, and vanish in this river, only to be reborn again, never ceasing.

Is that time? Once gone, it never returns, like an arrow shot from a bow, never to come back!

Qi Shi'an was jolted awake from his daze, feeling a strange state where he transformed into particles, crystal clear, suspended in the eternal void.

That long river of history roared, rushing in from the unknown distance, its waves crashing against the sky, unstoppable!

Every wave that crashes against the sky reflects the unfolding of an era, before fading away.

Qi Shi'an gazed intently, and on each rolling wave, there was a peerless hero, with a majestic bearing and extraordinary demeanor.

A wave represents an era, and outstanding individuals best embody the characteristics of that era. Standing on the waves, they seem to stand at the pinnacle of the world, shining with the most brilliant light that illuminates the ages.

Qi Shi'an scanned the images one by one, witnessing scene after scene of dramatic historical changes: peerless heroes soaring to the heavens, beautiful women shedding their blood, and the mournful roars of countless lives…

Some of these images are as clear as if they were witnessed yesterday, while others are so blurry that only faint outlines remain.

Qi Shi'an looked closely and found that some of the things were exactly as recorded in the ancient books, without any discrepancy.

However, many more scenes were beyond his imagination; they were too distant, too ancient, long since washed away by the river of time and forgotten by the world.

Just then, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the river, its light dazzling and pure, dispelling all the haze.

This is astonishing. A whirlpool appeared out of nowhere, affecting everything, disrupting the mighty river, and adding a bright light to the chaos, so strikingly clear.

"What the hell is this?" Qi Shi'an asked in surprise and doubt.

He didn't know what other people had experienced, but what he was seeing at this moment was truly extraordinary.

Perhaps other cultivators have seen even more astonishing things. Maybe they have seen a real dragon, or perhaps some are undergoing a transformation like a phoenix rising from the ashes. Who knows?

call!

A strong wind howled, and fragments of time flew by.

The luminous particles that Qi Shi'an transformed into seemed to be drawn by some force, rolling in a specific direction and reforming into his true form.

The next moment, he felt a heavy force strike him, distorting space and time, forcibly pulling him out of the perspective of the long river of history and throwing him into an unknown realm.

"I curse you to hell!" Qi Shi'an cursed under his breath.

boom!

A deep, muffled bang resounded, like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

Qi Shi'an felt his feet sink into solid ground, and he found himself standing firmly on solid ground again. He felt as if he had just woken up from a long dream, and the scent of time still lingered on his robes.

"Where is this place?" Qi Shi'an looked up and around.

The surrounding area is filled with rolling mountains, ancient trees and wolf forests, and withered bones scattered everywhere.

A blood-red mist filled the air, permeating the air with the stench of blood.

Qi Shi'an felt as if he had entered hell. The sky and earth were so low that they seemed to be pressing down on the ground. Bloodstains were scattered on the ground, and the whole world was shrouded in a suffocating atmosphere.

He walked forward. It was very quiet here, without a sound, so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Footsteps crunched on the gravel, the sound particularly jarring in the deathly silence.

Qi Shi'an carefully observed the surrounding environment.

This is an ancient land. The bluestone pavement is already broken, and there are one abandoned palace after another. Some have collapsed, while others still stand stubbornly.

Ok?

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, and his pupils contracted.

Ahead, some palaces are not made of huge stones, but cast from pure white bones!

The city wall was built from the bones of countless powerful warriors, each bone bearing indelible Dao marks and exuding a chilling, demonic aura.

The surrounding area was covered with mottled bloodstains, their colors dull, bearing the marks of a great battle.

Those massive cities of white bones bear obvious handprints, knife marks, and sword holes, a truly horrifying sight.

Qi Shi'an revealed a strange expression. How come these cities are exactly the same as the ones he encountered when he was undergoing the tribulation of the God King in the Immortal Ancient Ruins, during the eighth level of the Heavenly Tribulation?

At the time, he suspected that such a place had ever existed, and now he had unexpectedly stumbled upon it!

What I encountered before was a manifestation of heavenly tribulation, but now, it is real, standing here in this forgotten corner of the world.

"The Great City of Bones is actually here!" Qi Shi'an muttered to himself, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

Qi Shi'an took a deep breath and tried to approach, wanting to touch the giant city of white bones with his hand.

However, as soon as he approached, an immense pressure surged from the city, like an invisible barrier, pushing him away.

That oppressive aura was vast and ancient, as if an immortal being resided there, whose remaining presence, even after countless ages, still commanded respect.

"This oppressive aura..." Qi Shi'an felt a chill and quickly took a few steps back.

In a daze, he heard earth-shattering shouts of battle, and saw figures flying around, with large bells, precious cauldrons, and Taoist pagodas crashing towards him.

He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, those weapons were no less powerful than the Qiankun Bag, they didn't belong to the mortal world!

Qi Shi'an's soul trembled. What was this place? This ancient land of ruins, with its vast expanse of white bone cities, had actually suffered a mass attack by this kind of weapon.

As he continued his exploration, he saw more traces, such as incomplete divine weapons, battle flags with only a corner remaining... Each one was extraordinary, but had long lost its spirit, turning to ashes with the slightest touch and dissipating into the world.

"Cough cough... How many years has it been, and now someone has set foot here again."

Just then, a voice rang out, abruptly breaking the silence.

"Who's lurking around like that? Come out right now!" Qi Shi'an's heart skipped a beat.

This was too sudden. He hadn't sensed anyone nearby at all. His body glowed, covered in bone runes, ready to strike at any moment.

"I am just a rootless duckweed, and I may perish at any moment."

The voice drifted over faintly, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be blown out at any moment.

Qi Shi'an frowned and immediately summoned the Martial Heavenly Sword to protect himself. Following the source of the sound, he walked forward.

Within the city of bones, there stood a massive metal palace, its main structure resembling a small mountain. However, the roof had been torn off, leaving only the surrounding walls, which gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

Qi Shi'an stepped inside and was immediately stunned.